"Third Uncle, please speak!" Zhou Tianhao said.
“Tianhao, you are a disciple of the Tianzi sect of our Quanzhen Sect, and also your master’s eldest disciple. In theory, your master’s position will be yours in the future,” Zhou Xingkun said.
Zhou Tianhao thought to himself: Is this a temptation, an attempt to persuade me with power?
"So, why are you going against your master? But would your master, uncle, or master harm you? The Quanzhen Sect has a history of thousands of years, with so many people in the sect, and the mountain people who depend on us for their livelihood. Have you thought about how these people will make a living? I'm just going to cure their physical ailments, isn't that enough?" Zhou Xingkun said.
It must be said that his words were very convincing, and Zhou Tianhao knew that he was right, but he did not want to follow the trend and refine any kind of golden pill.
“I know you oppose refining elixirs, so we won’t force you. As long as you consider the interests of all the Daoists, whether or not you refine elixirs is not essential. You can still be your doctor, as long as you don’t target the Daoist temple,” Zhou Xingkun said.
“Uncle-Master, Tianhao has never intended to target the dojo! I wonder why you say that?” Zhou Tianhao asked.
“Alright, as long as you don’t target the dojo, everything is negotiable,” Zhou Xingkun said. “Senior Brother, let me tell you, Tianhao isn’t the kind of person who would betray his master and ancestors. He just doesn’t want to participate in refining the Golden Core. That’s not something that can’t be overlooked. What do you say?”
“Well, we’ll do as your third uncle says. As long as he doesn’t target the Taoist temple or help outsiders, he’s still a member of our Quanzhen Sect. Haotian, do you know that you shouldn’t have gone to Dumenpo, and you certainly shouldn’t have brought an outsider in with you? What’s inside is related to the survival of our Quanzhen Sect. Do you understand?” Yuan Xinghui asked.
"Master Uncle, what exactly is hidden in the cave inside that Dumenpo? Why did someone set up a trap there? What are those golden stones in the ditch?" Zhou Haotian asked.
“Second brother, you should tell your disciple yourself!” Yuan Xinghui said.
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Xingchuan said to Zhou Tianhao, "Tianhao, your grandmaster led us in refining the Golden Elixir. Over the years, from high-ranking officials to wealthy merchants, they have spared no expense in their pursuit of the Golden Elixir. It is precisely because of this that our Quanzhen Sect has been able to maintain its thousand-year-old foundation. This is not only for the livelihood of so many people, but also because our Quanzhen Sect is gradually weakening and needs the support of the current imperial court. Therefore, we must possess something that the rulers value."
Zhou Tianhao understood his master's meaning, but he still felt it was not worth it for his grandmaster to use such a method to curry favor with the current rulers. The Taoists of the Quanzhen School were like people from a secluded paradise, not shaving their heads, not respecting the Qing Dynasty's regulations, hiding in Wudang Mountain as a sect that had existed for a thousand years. Why would they now resort to such deceitful and misleading practices to please the current rulers?
“Tianhao, do you understand? Your grandmaster, your senior uncle, and all your senior uncles all bear the responsibility of revitalizing the Quanzhen Sect. You must recognize this,” Zhou Xingchuan said.
"Then what about the person I brought up? Why are we arresting him?" Zhou Tianhao asked.
“Now that he knows the secret of that cave, I’m afraid he won’t be able to leave this place,” Yuan Xinghui said.
"Can't leave? What does Martial Uncle mean?" Zhou Tianhao sensed that they seemed to want to kill him to silence him.
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